Playboy bunnies laying on the couch
I got three sixes in my bank account
New toy, I think I wanna try her out, out
Lose that dumb shit, give me what you owe me, run it
No discussion, grab the credit card and cut it
You think I'm gonna live out of it
Nothing to gain, nothing to lose
'Cause I'm about to spend a month's pay on cocaine
Fuck a bitch who got a boyfriend, spit in his face
Take a motherfucking 9m to my brain
Put my body in designer in my coffin (coffin)
Chew toy, barrel laying in my mouth
Bon voyage, bitch, I'm heading out (bye)
No choice, the party drugs are running out
I'm freaking out
Lose that dumb shit, give me what you owe me, run it
No discussion, grab the credit card and cut it
You think I'm gonna live out of it
Nothing to gain, nothing to lose
(Ugh, you're a monstеr)
'Cause I'm about to spend a month's pay on cocaine
Fuck a bitch who got a boyfriеnd, spit in his face
Take a motherfucking 9m to my brain
Put my body in designer in my coffin (coffin)
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